Fantasy Dreams

Illusions use smoke and mirrors, the sky's black, and yet we see blue. And like sheep, we're led by shearers, whose reality blocks our view. Lured by bated propositions; young eyes seek the Night's neon lights. And the lambs rush to the slaughter, unaware reality bites. A taboo magic elixir, drugs keep anxieties in check. But once addicted, your body morphs into a physical wreck. Politicians promise you all, but provide substantially less. And once they're caught spreading a lie, they blame each other for their mess. Parks attract drunks and criminals, who bully and instigate fights. And cops harass homeless people, denying them their basic rights. We ponder possibilities, feeling nothing's quite what it seems. And hide in never-never land, inside of our fantasy dreams.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Gauthier Avatar
March 17, 2018 at 1:41 PM
I love the opening and closing stanzas, Emile. Strong messaging.
Pinet Avatar
March 17, 2018 at 1:55 PM
Thanks Line, your visits are most appreciated my friend, Emile.
Marcum Wong Avatar
January 14, 2016 at 4:20 AM
Boy is this one filled with truth Emile. I think to be a poet you have to be a bit of a dreamer. A very good hyp write my friend!
Pinet Avatar
January 14, 2016 at 8:38 AM
Thanks Connie, your support is most appreciated. Emile.
Sage Avatar
January 13, 2016 at 5:42 PM
excellent write Emile...the words are superb
Pinet Avatar
January 14, 2016 at 8:38 AM
Thanks White Sage, your support is most appreciated. Emile.
Onclaud Avatar
January 13, 2016 at 2:07 PM
all the lights and pageantry for political tricks... serious work well delivered, emile.. huggs
Pinet Avatar
January 14, 2016 at 8:40 AM
Thanks Nette, your comments are most appreciated. Emile.
Lane Avatar
January 13, 2016 at 12:04 PM
Well done, Emile. Too bad we have to live in the reality of what this world has become. If not for our dreams and faith it would be hard to navigate through life.
Pinet Avatar
January 14, 2016 at 8:41 AM
Thanks Lin, you got that right... your comments are most appreciated. Emile.
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